The cold stars spun to the ancient rhythm, the august march of an everlasting symphony. They are old, the stars, and their… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
...mathematics is distinguished from all other sciences except only ethics, in standing in no need of ethics. Every other science, even logic,… — Charles Sanders Peirce Copy Share Image
The Stars. Jared slept beneath them, uneasy in the rustling leaves. From the battlements Finn gazed up at them, seeing the impossible… — Catherine Fisher Copy Share Image
What would happen if history could be rewritten as casually as erasing a blackboard? Our past would be like the shifting sands… — Michio Kaku Copy Share Image
Brigan spun around to face the man, swearing with as much as exasperation and fury as Fire had ever heard anyone swear.… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
Now the Fates are here on the beach, three shadows blacker than black, walking through the dunes and looking for their own.… — Janet Morris Copy Share Image
I'm the guy who will persist in his path. I'm the guy who will make you laugh. I'm the guy who strives… — Blake Jenner Copy Share Image
Alas! What boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely slighted Shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless muse; Were it… — John Milton Copy Share Image
My skin prickled and I looked back at the ocean. None of us ask for the things we inherit; they are thrust… — Aimee Friedman Copy Share Image
Tyson charged at the Cyclops leader, Ma Gasket, her chain-mail dress spattered with mud and decorated with broken spears. She gawked at… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
That perhaps is your task--to find the relation between things that seem incompatible yet have a mysterious affinity, to absorb every experience… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It was a pity that there was no radar to guide one across the trackless seas of life. Every man had to… — Arthur C. Clarke Copy Share Image
It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. — Anthony Burgess Copy Share Image
It is no coincidence that a rebirth of psychedelic use is occuring as we acquire the technological capability to leave the planet.… — Terence McKenna Copy Share Image
And telling a story, I suppose, is like winding a skein of spun yarn- you sometimes lose track of the beginning. — Edith Pattou Copy Share Image
It sometimes takes a while for executives to figure out that the reporters they think of as little bugs to be squashed… — Jonathan Alter Copy Share Image
The heart is like an instrument whose strings Steal nobler music from Life's many frets: The golden threads are spun thro' Suffering's… — Gerald Massey Copy Share Image
She blinked. "Hmm? Oh, don't care. What did Anubis look like to you?" "What did... he looked like a guy. So?" "A… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
Dancing. Come on. You can do it. It's a lot like navigating through a laser grid. It requires rhythm.' He moved her… — Ally Carter Copy Share Image
This can never become popular, and, indeed, has no occasion to be so; for fine-spun arguments in favour of useful truths make… — Immanuel Kant Copy Share Image
Oh, and Cammie," At the sounds of his voice, I spun around, expecting to hear him crack a joke or call me… — Ally Carter Copy Share Image
The two-piece ball I switched to spun too much. One shot would go the distance I thought it should, then the next… — Payne Stewart Copy Share Image
There had been a frozen mist here, and the trees were spun into feathers. Their fragile brilliance made me wonder why, into… — Maria McCann Copy Share Image
Was it a camp?" Daniel asked. Sean nodded. "A naturist camp." "Maya will feel right at home", Corey said from his spot… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share Image
